Just Not The Same...

I was adopted at 18 by my best friend's mom. That means now they are my mom and sister. The 3 of us have lived together for 2 years even though way before I turned 18 I considered her my mom. Sometimes though, I feel like my mom doesn't treat me quite the same as she does my sister. I'm not sure if she realizes she treats us differently,but it hurts me so much. I'm scared to tell her how I feel though because I'm scared it'll hurt her that I don't think she loves me. It hurts so much to know that I'll never be quite the same as my sister. My mom will never be as proud of me, will never have that unconditional love for me, but I can't help but love her sooo much. I just don't know what to do...Living with my family kills me inside, but I love them too much to leave...

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